The mirror images of Mistral watched in solemn silence as the creature crumbled away into dust, and reality closed in to reoccupy the void left behind.
One of the pair knelt by the fallen warrior who had grappled the enemy until his last breath. There was a strange shift in the area immediately around John, and a different floor seemed to phase in underneath him, weirdly superimposed over this floor. Both that Mistral and John's fallen form seemed to alter in perspective, and her voice sounded distant despite the nearness,
"This man requires medical attention, immédiatement. You. Fetch First Sergeant Caraway." Then, one Mistral, John Randall and the foreign portion of floor all vanished like an optical illusion, and were gone.
The Mistral who remained turned to Sal and said,
"That was it, though we ought to assure all is clear. Firstly, however, Sal has brought a guest whom we must meet. I will open your sight into the Shadow to see it, if you wish. Any of you." If given permission to do so, Mistral swept a hand before Sal's face and spoke an unutterable syllable, opening for him a second sight into the shadowy realm of spirits. She would repeat the spell for any other volunteers. A message arrived just then, which Mistral checked on her mini-slate. She stared at the screen for a long moment before putting it away, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
OOC - for those who wish it, granting a view into the spirit realm, where you'll see this described by the GM previously:
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...an entity of light with multiple wings and faces as well as darker veins of circuitry running throughout. It made no moves currently, instead only surveying itself and its surroundings intently.
Mistral turned to the luminous figure and greeted it in an even tone,
"Bonsoir. We mean you no harm. I am Mistral. What is your name?"